My best friend

Last week was my spring break or sprang break as some people like to call it these days anyway, most people my age go on an extravagant trip or they go visit family from out of state or they party all night, but I however went to the beach once  and went to watch an MMA fight. Both the MMA fight and beach were enjoyable but what was more enjoyable to me, was having those days  where my day consisted of waking up, going to Starbucks, coming back home, eating breakfast, watching Netflix for three hours, getting lunch, coming back home to watch more Netflix, going to Yogurtland, coming back home to watch a little more Netflix, finally going to sleep and the next day repeat. It was those simple activities that were for me, the best times during my spring break. Why were those moments the best times to me? It was the best time because I did all of it with my best friend. My sister.  My sister Joann is my best friend because she has always been there for me and I mean always. From the moment I was born, my sister was there for me, to take care of me and to make me laugh. As we have gotten older we do more stuff together like going out to lunch, shopping, and going to get coffee at eight pm with my brother to either Euro café or coffee code which are both good places to get coffee.

Although we are not really around the same age, we still manage to understand each other and can always count on each other. I know I can tell here everything because I know she won’t judge me and she will be honest with me which I love. We are so alike but yet so different and I think that’s why we work so well together.  I love hanging out with my sister because there is never a dull or boring moment when we are together. Every time we hang out we spend half of the time laughing our butts off and the other half stuffing our faces with food, but not cheeseburgers or chicken nuggets or Chinese food. It’s all vegetarian food because my sister is a vegetarian and I am on my way of becoming one but have not yet made the full transition because my mom won’t let me, it’s okay I still love her to death, so I occasionally eat chicken but only around my mom.  I also look up to my sister because she is a strong women and a great mother to my nephew Josiah who I also love death. My sister has taught me to enjoy life and not let other people’s opinions get to me because I am who I am and nobody is going to change that. She constantly is encouraging me to be the best version of myself and to do what makes me feel good. She tells me to embrace my individuality.

image from galleryhip.com

Family bonding, Family traditions

Yesterday March 4, it was my brother Josue’s birthday and we went over to his place to celebrate it.  I noticed that we did the same thing for my mom’s birthday which was last month and I began to realize it was like a tradition. Every year when it’s one of our sibling’s birthday and it lands during the week, we all go over to their house with food, usually pizza, and cake which is usually bought from wholefoods  market by my sister. We all show up 20 minutes late and we stay there for about three hours and within those three hours we all are laughing, arguing, and being very loud for no reason but that’s just the way we are. My sister and I usually watch them and laugh at how crazy they are because its really entertaining.  I also realized that for the past five years we have developed a new tradition as well on Christmas eve. On the day before Christmas eve my sister and I usually around 8:00pm begin to prepare the tamales. We spread the masa ,dough in Spanish, on the rajas, some corn leaf thing, and we put the shredded chicken with the green salsa that my sister makes inside ,then we wrap it up. After that we make some that have pieces of chili and some ranchero cheese because my sister is a vegetarian.

These are some of the cakes from wholefoods.

These are the chicken ones we make.

We place them in the pig pot and put it in the refrigerator so that the next day we can cook them. On Christmas eve we get up at 8:00am and cook the tamales because they take a really long time to cook so that’s why we get up so early. While the tamales are cooking my sister and I then make some sort of dessert which is usually cupcakes with a filling that we make out of cool whip and raspberries.  After that the rest of our family gets here and brings food that they made like rice or beans or they bring chips and dip. It’s these little “traditions” I guess you would call them that bring our family together and help us bond.  I love the fact that I am close to my siblings because they are always there for me and support me in everything just like I support them. The way that we support each other reminds me of the book that my teacher read to us yesterday called Flora and the Flamingo. The book shows how when you have people there to support you and have your back even when you fall, it won’t be as bad as you falling and being on your own. When you are trying to achieve something in life it is always best to have a person or more there to help you and believe in you because it really help you achieve your goal.  In the book, Flora gets support from the flamingo and I feel as if I am Flora and the flamingo is my family. I am really thankful for having my family support me in everything because they are the people that mean he most to me. I hope these little traditions never end because it is what helps keep our family bonded and helps us always be there for each other.